Marco Lucchi & Ivan Black - Die ewige Wiederkunft des Gleichen (immersient  mix)

Inspired by the poem "Winter Stars" by the American poet Sara Teasdale (1884-1933).

Winter Stars

I went out at night alone;
  The young blood flowing beyond the sea
Seemed to have drenched my spirit’s wings— 
  I bore my sorrow heavily.

But when I lifted up my head
  From shadows shaken on the snow,
I saw Orion in the east
  Burn steadily as long ago.

From windows in my father’s house,
  Dreaming my dreams on winter nights,
I watched Orion as a girl
  Above another city’s lights.

Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too,
   The world’s heart breaks beneath its wars,
All things are changed, save in the east
  The faithful beauty of the stars.

The Faithful Beauty of the Stars

Piece For Piano Q

Inspired by the poem "Becalmed" by the American poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:

Becalmed upon the sea of Thought,
Still unattained the land it sought,
My mind, with loosely-hanging sails,
Lies waiting the auspicious gales. 

On either side, behind, before,
The ocean stretches like a floor,--
A level floor of amethyst,
Crowned by a golden dome of mist. 

Blow, breath of inspiration, blow!
Shake and uplift this golden glow!
And fill the canvas of the mind
With wafts of thy celestial wind. 

Blow, breath of song! until I feel
The straining sail, the lifting keel,
The life of the awakening sea,
Its motion and its mystery!

Becalmed

North Shore

See the video here:
https://youtu.be/SVSLokjcra0


What a time to leave me
What a time to set you free
I’m surprised I’m still weeping 
When I can’t even feel
It’s true it’s true, there’s not much I can do
Can’t build a bridge from here

They say the darkness in the heart
Is there from the start and it’s dying to rage 
They say that in the body there's a body of a child and it’s dying to be named 
They say if you fall into the river when it’s cold
You won’t grow old 

It’s still a world of dirty tyrants 
There’s still a lack of regicide 
It’s still so cruel and violent
Was this the masterpiece you had in mind 
The one with all the soldiers dying 
Still breaks my heart each time 

And all the people there, up in Union Square
They hadn’t heard 
And who was I to say it was just another day
I passed along no word

You said in a dream none of it was real
And I felt your warmth
I remember when I woke
I was filled with hope until I recalled
I don't know if you can hear me after all
But I had such a ball

Masterpiece

Tristesse in F minor

Night Flight

I originally recorded this cover of Olafur Arnald's composition three years ago but decided to re-record it with a new keyboard and a more classical interpretation.  I don't think Olafur would mind since he too loves classical music.  If you haven't already you should take a listen to his "Chopin Project"with Alice Sara Ott.  Truly some of the most beautiful music of our time.

Erla's Waltz (Olafur Arnalds): A Re-Imagining

Perchance to Dream

Empty Streets

Jean-Marc Yee and John Cathal O'Brien are composers based in Manhattan, NY and make music about life, love, and loss.

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